Where are you God
When they **** eachother in "Someone's" name
Their ticket to Heaven; a sick kind of fame
Do you not see our anguish and our impoverished souls
Christian, Atheist,  Muslim; we all have our roles

Where are you God
How can You "bless" some -with privileged lives
Or better yet, spare the mad -while the beautiful ones die
They say You saved them; You cut into "their dance"
How do people justify this;  with such arrogance

Where are you God 
In this horrific irony
Of a world replacing empathy with technology
The rich get richer thanks to the oppressed
Thats 1%  God.... why won't You "bless" the rest

Where are you God 
When a child gets washed upon the shore
I wonder how You can watch; and allow anymore
When a starving child is slowly waiting to die
And a vulture's waiting behind him; I need to know why
When thousands upon thousands are forced to flee
Have Your heart and eyes grown tired; is redemption not free

~J. Hitchcock